The genes that crawled prenatal from my parental tête-à-tête
(As Dawkins, by a modern test, has sought to demonstrate)
Encumbered my frail spirit like some sweeping, numb decreeFrom start to end, cast iron laws constrained my destiny
My genes for looks and talent are but latent, if at all
My artist traits are strait in range, my music gifts are small
My shameless wife now hassles me for being short and fat
But what's the point of getting angered and enraged by that?
These traits are just my heritage—the imagery thereof
By Fate's determination fixed (I mentioned art above)
So though I look like sturgeon that some nurse got from the sea
I have a heart of caviar, a vicar said to me
I might not be at ease with what I see in mirrored glass
But I've become phlegmatic since this sad plight came to pass
I care not, in the end, to win some race for style or flair
So God be praised—I'll love my genes, as Pride transcends Despair.

I don't know what happened to my avatar. Originally, I had the avatar in Picasa Web Albums, and it worked fine. That's where yours was, too. Then I got a g-mail account and the avatar disappeared on the forum (along with yours).

Slava put mine and yours back at one point, but mine is gone again, and every time I try to put it back, I get a message saying the URL is not valid.